Mike’s magnificently muscled body was splayed out for all to see, all his massive muscles straining and on full display. Of course, this was not exactly what the huge stud wanted, but at the moment Mike had no choice.
Mike was a ring veteran, having dropped out of college at age 20 to show those "pussy ass guys" how to really wrestle, and had been extremely successful in his 3 years in the league, quickly climbing to the top of the ranks. The brown-haired, blue-eyed hunk was one of the most popular wrestlers in the league, not only for his undefeated record, but also for his stunning good looks and incredible physique. Mike looked like a super hero, from his masculine, all-American boy-next-door face to his perfectly developed body. He stood 6’2” tall and weighed a massive 320 pounds of pure muscle, making him one of the heaviest and most muscular guys in the league...or anywhere else for that matter. He had a classic V-shaped figure with massive chest and incredibly broad, boulder-sized shoulders sitting on top of a tight 32" waist. All his muscles were exquisitely defined and had been worked on individually to achieve their astounding size and mass.
His four opponents were actually two tag teams who had joined the league only recently and were out to get noticed and noticed big. They were all light heavyweights but wanted to show they could play with the big boys.
- Samson, the leader of the group, was darkly handsome and dangerous, having lived on the streets for years. Though only 19 years old, he stood 5'11" tall and weighed an impressive 235 pounds of dense, powerful muscle. His shoulder length dark hair framed a ruggedly handsome face, and that same dark hair dusted his big chest and corrugated abs.
- Samson’s partner was Dan, a big, brown-haired farm boy from the Midwest who stood 6’1” tall and weighed in at a massive 280 pounds. The handsome young farm boy’s was the only remaining competitor who even approached Mike’s eye-popping size, though Dan was thicker and lacked the other man’s amazing definition.
- Scott, a beautiful blond stud of a man, stood 6' tall, weighed 220 pounds, and was 22 years old. He had a swimmer's build with long limbs, a huge square chest, and long, muscular arms and legs. He was a master of wrestling holds, both legal and illegal, and loved to torture his opponents.
- Craig was the shortest man at only 5’8” tall, but weighed 250 pounds and had a build like a brick shithouse. The handsome young blond 19-year-old had worked on his arms to develop massive biceps and tremendous upper body strength, and worked well with Scott, who helped set up devastating holds from him.
With a loud yell of savage triumph, the huge fireplug Craig dropped straight down and drove his big, bare fist into the trapped and exposed nuts of the muscled hunk. A bellow of agony burst from Mike's full, beautiful lips as his big, fat nuts were driven straight into the mat, and a roar of approval erupted from he crowd. Every massive muscle in Mike's body tensed as the bomb exploded in his crotch. The big man thrashed so wildly that for a moment there was a doubt if the three other punks could maintain their holds, but they managed to hold onto the bigger stud.
Dan then traded places with Scott, who was holding the stud’s other leg. With a slow, methodical deliberateness, he walked between Mike's outstretched legs, rubbing his hands together with an almost childlike gleefulness. Mike's deep and husky voice pleaded with the handsome blond stud, but his pleadings were ignored. Scott lifted up his long and powerful right leg, and then delivered a devastating series of four full-force boot stomps into the trapped cock and balls, jamming his heel directly into the bulging shorts. The initial cry of agony was cut short as the last stomp drove the remaining air from Mike's powerful lungs. The huge muscle man almost lost consciousness from the intense pain, but he was not to be so lucky.
The four young punks smiled and gave each other high five's, and then turned to the audience to stir them into an even greater frenzy. They then huddled in a small circle in the center of the stage to decide what to do next.
Mike's big purple trunks were tossed into the crowd, where a fierce battle raged over them. The eventual winner was a handsome and muscular jock frat member from the local college. From the ring, Samson noted who the winner was and made a mental note to find out more -- after all, he loved crushing handsome and cocky college jocks.
Mike was picked up and double body slammed by Scott and Dan. They repeated the maneuver a second time. Following the third body slam, Craig dropped down, sitting on both of Mike's muscular thighs. Scott and Dan each took an enormous arm and spread it out to the side. They each placed one hand on the shoulder and one at the elbow of their respective arm, and then began a series of knee drops into the massive, 24½” biceps of their mighty opponent, delivering no less than 20 knee drops into the dense, powerful muscle. On each drop, Craig would drive his hard fist into Mike’s defenseless nuts, reinforcing the pain radiating from his huge bull-like nuts and further weakening the mighty orbs.
Meanwhile, Samson was playing to the crowd, showing mock concern for Mike, his horror and delight at the various moves, as well as posing and showboating his own beautiful body to the crowd. He paid particular attention to the side of the ring where College Jock (as he referred to him mentally) had won the fight for Mike's trunks. Definite plans were forming in Samson mind for College Jock -- plans the handsome young frat boy probably would not like.
After the 20th knee drop, Mike's huge biceps were reddened and beginning to soften up. He was pulled to his feet, where Scott and Dan placed each of his arms behind his back in an arm bar and began pushing the arms as high up the back as possible, forcing Mike onto his tip toes. Samson and Craig each picked an arm and began delivering machine gun like punches into the trapped biceps and shoulders. Big Mike was too overwhelmed with pain to do much more than grunt and cry out in pain, and the bloodthirsty crowd was loving every minute of it.
Following this, Samson and Craig prepared Mike for a double shoulder breaker. Samson raised Mike with a crotch grab, squeezing Mike’s trapped nuts mercilessly as he did so, and placed him upside down. Craig dropped to one knee and extended his other knee. After parading Mike's body around the ring, Samson trapped both of Mike's hands at his back, and then dropped Mike's shoulders onto his and Craig’s outstretched knees, driving the shoulder's into Mike's body. Mike's body was then dropped to the mat like a huge, 320-pound sack of potatoes. The big muscle stud lay there unmoving, just groaning softly, already utterly defeated.
Samson then directed Dan and Craig to stand Mike up, hold each of his arms in an arm bar, and then use their inner legs to force Mike's legs wide apart. Mike was now standing with his mighty chest and pecs pushed out and his crotch completely exposed and available. Samson the stepped forward and began delivering powerful punches into Mike's enormous left pec, while Scott began punching into the right. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The beefy sound of flesh on solid flesh could be heard all the way in the back of the stands as the two muscular punks continued sending a barrage of punches into Mike’s massive man tits.
Samson and Scott then released the pec claws and Mikes fell face first to the canvas, falling with a loud thud as his great muscles smacked against the mat. He was quickly flipped on his back, and Dan and Craig, the heaviest of the two punks, began a series of kicks, stomps, and knee drops onto the downed wrestler's awesome bulging pecs.
After briefly conferring with the other wrestlers, Samson climbed onto the ring apron. The other wrestlers lifted Mike to his feet and draped him over the top rope with his big, succulent nipples protruding out across the rope like a pair of big pencil erasers. On the outside of the ring, Samson grabbed Mike around his upper trunk, Scott and Dan lifted Mike by his feet, and the three wrestlers then pulled Mike across the ring ropes from one corner post to another. Mike threw back his handsome head and uttered another deafening cry of pain as his tender nipples were burned across the length of the rope. This was repeated several times and then Mike was thrown to the canvas, where he rocked back and forth in pain, the rope burns clearly visible on his bruised chest and swollen nipples.
The quartet next turned their attention to Mike's powerful washboard abs, beginning with a series of punches, uppercuts, and karate thrusts by each wrestler. When one young punk felt his punches were losing their affect, the next wrestler took over. To keep Mike upright, his arms were tied between the 1st and 2nd ring ropes, splaying out his magnificent body in a spread-eagled position.
Sensing the time was near to end the torment, Samson, standing in front, and Scott, standing in back, grabbed the trunks Mike was wearing and ripped them from his body, leaving the muscleman totally naked for the first time that night. The sudden freedom of his swollen balls dropping to the bottom of their big, baggy sac ripped a ragged scream from Mike, and the huge stud immediately dropped to his knees. He felt as though his huge nuts had been ripped off. The enormous balls immediately began swelling to even greater proportions, finally freed from the pressure vise.
The four wrestlers met for a final meeting, and decided on a “grand finale” for the helpless and handsome muscle stud.